Lily Talmers - Maybe Next Year No.2 lyrics
[Lily Talmers - Maybe Next Year No.2 lyrics]
How come after all this time
You take the backroads through the
Gallows of my mind?
I dreamt a highway to escape the
Throes of knowing you again
Sing me a love song with words as
Simple as a child in a backyard
Her fingers deep inside the dirt
I’d like to linger for a moment
On the memory of that kid
Maybe I can call you once I’ve figured out
How to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
Life goes on quick
Hear it only slows for those
Who can afford it
And you’ll be rich bеfore you’re 40
Like your Dad says but you might miss out on
A fеw things in between we hope to die poor
But spend our whole lives working hard
For just to save more i’m not complaining
I’m just saying joy’s a cheap whore
Don’t take much money for
A little conversation
Maybe I can call you once I’ve figured out
How to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
I’m from the inside of a country
That’s been bleeding for a long time
These days
A bruise is just a pool in steamy July
You paint a blue sky and everything is fine
So maybe I can call you once I’ve figured out
How to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
How come after all this time
I fool my sweet self into
Thinking that you’re right?
I dream a highway to escape the
Throes of knowing you again
You take the backroads through the
Gallows of my mind?
I dreamt a highway to escape the
Throes of knowing you again
Sing me a love song with words as
Simple as a child in a backyard
Her fingers deep inside the dirt
I’d like to linger for a moment
On the memory of that kid
Maybe I can call you once I’ve figured out
How to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
Life goes on quick
Hear it only slows for those
Who can afford it
And you’ll be rich bеfore you’re 40
Like your Dad says but you might miss out on
A fеw things in between we hope to die poor
But spend our whole lives working hard
For just to save more i’m not complaining
I’m just saying joy’s a cheap whore
Don’t take much money for
A little conversation
Maybe I can call you once I’ve figured out
How to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
I’m from the inside of a country
That’s been bleeding for a long time
These days
A bruise is just a pool in steamy July
You paint a blue sky and everything is fine
So maybe I can call you once I’ve figured out
How to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
How come after all this time
I fool my sweet self into
Thinking that you’re right?
I dream a highway to escape the
Throes of knowing you again